Cetrina Brent
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For the Love of Money
For the Love of Money A Tale About The Love of My Life Aedonis Morrison was an enigma. He was smart but poor, and that seemed to confuse people. It wasn’t entirely the fact that the young man was poor; Aedonis was also a relatively quiet black man, which led people to believe he had mental deficiencies rather than the truth: he didn’t fancy people. He hated loud spaces, the obnoxious way people chewed their food, and the leisure everyone except him seemed to be able to enjoy. But most of all, Aedonis hated money. He hated the way it shaped the reality of the world and the way it changed people. He loathed the very existence of currency and the necessity of it all. It condemned people to hell while raising others higher than the heavens, and he could never understand it. However, Aedonis did know that he’d need it to survive in his life. So he made himself a promise: Mr. Morrison was sure that he’d never change when he finally earned the money he lacked in his life.
By Cetrina Brent3 years ago in Humans
Pugh's Little Miracle
Hello, how are you doing? I hope this finds you all in a beautiful mood. You know, the strangest thing happened to me today. And I would love to share it with you but, first, let me introduce myself to those of you who may not know me. My name is Pugh, yes Pugh! Weird; yes, a little even to me.
By Cetrina Brent3 years ago in Families
The Call of Fortune
Donna couldn’t believe it after nearly two decades; she was calling it quits. It was unfathomable to her family, friends, and devoted fans to think she had given up on her dream. How could anyone as prolific and awe-inspiring as she just walk away? Her best friend, Jonah, was livid when Donna broke the news to him. He refused to accept the fact that she’d divorced the one love she managed to sustain throughout her existence. Merely having this vision had saved her life. Donna couldn’t be serious about this at all! Donna’s community didn’t know to consider and possibly would never understand that she was answering to a different calling now. She didn’t fully comprehend her own decision, but she sensed that something deeper was now pulling at her heartstrings, a compulsion of sorts. Besides the call of a foreign desire, it became increasingly difficult to adequately express herself in a world of three-minute videos and 180 characters. Although she still possesses a keen knack for grabbing anyone’s eye in the eight to twenty seconds of attention most adults now allotted for interest in any single thing at a time.
By Cetrina Brent3 years ago in Wander